Sorry about last chapter, I know it was definitely just a filler chapter, but I didn't intend for it to be that way. It was all just because of the thunderstorm and me being paranoid about it haha. I hope I can make it up to you with this chapter, with the last one I didn't get to go into much detail like I wanted…

Having said that, hope you enjoy this one a lot more and please review!! Thank you all so much!

MPOV

It was Sunday, and I was currently standing in a warehouse like building with plain walls but good lighting. There was a blank background hanging against one of the walls. I sat in a chair parallel to the photographer's camera stand and station. Currently, all of the "Cullen's" were out in front of the blue background being positioned and touched up before the photographer snapped the very first promotional pictures for the movie with the cast in character- sort of. The hair and makeup department were still coming up with looks for everybody that would look good on us as well as depict the character true to the books.

I watched Adam as he stood around, waiting for directions on where to stand, he was the last one they were trying to put in place. He ran a hand through his shaggy hair- I had overheard my hairdresser say they were going to cut it. My heart was pierced with the thought. He was perfect the way he was… but I suppose not very Edward-ish- yet. He was almost there. Naturally he was just tall and handsome with bright, depictive eyes and a smile that was both warm and exuberant…. Sometimes I just caught myself staring at his features. It was much the same as Bella had noticed Edward's face far more than his body- even though both were exceptional. It sort of weirded me out how many parallels I was finding between my real life now and the book… was I the only one? The only, weird, over analytical, fan/actress? Most likely.

Tomorrow we would actually start filming. The car crash scene was first. Tomorrow was also the official end of the no touching strike. I was pretty sure I was more nervous about the start of filming rather than the end of the strike, but it was always hard to tell. Adam just might make them both rather difficult.

The photographer settled on placing Adam in the middle, closest to the camera. He had his arms folded and his biceps bulged slightly underneath the fabric of his button up shirt. I swear everyway his clothes crinkled or clung to him merely hinted at what was underneath… you could just tell, even when he was completely covered up that there was some sort of hard body underneath to be desired. Sometimes, with the way I looked at him, I felt more like a boy than a girl… with the way my eyes seemed to zoom in on his physical assets more than his mental….I'd have to work on that. I was starting to feel guilty about it…

Want to know something surprising about Adam I had learned from the little visit to his house? He was smart. Like, really smart. In his class at school he was currently ranked in 5th in order of lowest to highest grade point average. It was bound to go up within the upcoming year, saying he just wanted to focus and on getting into college… which I wondered about myself…

We were making the first Twilight movie, wouldn't New Moon be next? How old would we be by then? Would high school be finished or would we need tutors on the set? And what happened after we graduated? Would we even get a chance to go to college or would there be another movie? Or what about another movie- besides the Twilight series? I always thought I'd go to college, but then I wasn't planning on signing on for my favorite book turned movie turned film franchise. Adam I think pretended to believe he'd still be able to have the normal life after… me, I wasn't too sure.

I watched as I waited until it was my turn to be brought into the shots- for now it was just the Cullen family- personally, my favorite characters. The actress playing Rosalie: Olivia, flipped her blonde over one shoulder. She was so pretty, prettier than I remembered her from the dinner party. She was tall and lean and definitely statuesque, built like all she did were pilates all day. It worked for her. Behind her stood the hunky Derek as Emmett. I didn't even call him Derek, just Emmett. He called me Bella too. Our character names had sort of just become our nicknames for each other in the last week everyone spent in rehearsal… On the other side of Adam was little, petite Laura- the first Cullen to actually befriend me from the dinner party a while back. They had tucked her hair into a short dark wig. I had heard her say she hated the wig, and when we all went in to hair and makeup tomorrow for the final time to be really made up for the movie, she was just going to tell them to chop it all off. Give her the real hairstyle rather than the wig. It was much easier. Next to her stood Brian, playing Jasper to her Alice. He smiled down on her from time to time, a hand on her hip as they posed for pictures. She looked up over her shoulder whenever there was a brief pause in shooting. I looked at them and felt glad Adam and I weren't the only ones with a little something more there…

The actors named Patrick and Gwen were playing Carlisle and Esme. I thought Gwen already looked beautiful with her caramel colored hair, perfectly matched description to the book. Patrick just looked old movie star handsome, he reminded me of an old fashioned gentleman or old Hollywood glamour. They made a handsome couple that topped off the whole Cullen family.

Adam looked the best though- coming in second, I would have to say Olivia…

There it goes again- another book coincidence… Edward and Rosalie being the most beautiful. I wondered if I was just making myself find coincidences now? It was definitely a trick of the mind, it had to be or I was going insane…

Or maybe that's how it really was. Maybe we might actually be doing a good job- even so soon- that more and more coincidences were supposed to show up.

I drifted off into space, sipping a cup of coffee when someone pulled me up by my arm- taking away my drink and swinging me over to stand with Adam.

I crashed into his chest and he looked down with an amused, happy, crooked grin. His hands went automatically to my waist.

"Hey! No touchy!"

"Photographer's orders." he smirked.

I had to give in, and started laughing myself, ignoring the people who came up to me and made sure our lighting was good and fixed my hair and tugged at my clothes… it was all blocked out to me. Currently, I was standing in front of Adam, his chest up against my back, both of us waiting to stare into the camera. I knew eventually we'd have to take more pictures, since our whole 'makeover' wasn't complete yet- but if this is what it was going to be like (standing thisclose next to Adam) then I wasn't going to complain.

Since we had made the bet I had forgotten how he towered over me when we stood so close- even though at times I could swear I really wasn't that short. Adam always said though I could be compared to a Chihuahua- such a little dog with an annoying bark and bite, thinking it was much stronger and greater than it was… when in reality it was so little. I still laughed about it to this day, remembering when he had made the insight. I countered it saying he was like a German shepherd- not big, but big enough and when it stood and posed, it almost looked proud.

Then the photoshoot began. Adam kept his hands at my waist and I sort of leaned back into him, but not fully. The pictures were fairly easy to take- we didn't exactly have to smile. We just sort of stared into the lens and listened to the photographer for whatever look he wanted to get.

When we finished, everyone changed and packed up, grabbing their things and whatnot.

I grabbed my coffee and was heading out of the warehouse- but I paused and looked around for him…

I couldn't bring myself to leave until I at least saw where he was…

Nearly all of the "Cullens" past by me as I stood by the door just in front of the parking lot.

Olivia gave me a hug goodbye. She and Laura I already considered buddies. They were just cool and nice. The Cullen boys were cool too, but there was just a bond with the female cast that couldn't be compared to the male one. I think they felt it too…

I sighed and had been waiting for at least 15 minutes, I looked frantically one last time over my shoulder but no Adam… I was disappointed…

I turned around begrudgingly and nearly ran into two people-

"Oh I'm sorry!" I automatically wailed.

"It's ok!" came a perky, polite voice. I looked up and saw a girl about 15 or 16... Wow, just a year younger than I was now that I think about it… and yet they felt so much younger than me- was it because I was making a movie?

She looked nervous, almost like she was shaking- and I was again reminded of the image of a Chihuahua for the second time today.. My eyes were wide with surprise, but I managed to look down and see what she was holding…

The hardcover book of Eclipse…

Oh….

"Can I help you?" I asked, with a sweet smile.

"Yeah, we were just wondering if you could sign this for us, please?" she asked in a small, almost afraid voice. I felt bad, even though I hadn't even done anything. How could these people be fans of you- of the book, the movie- and yet be practically afraid to make eye contact? I could relate though. It was understandable. I was a Twilight fan too before I got into this…

"Of course!" I exclaimed, taking the book out of her hands in a way that I hoped showed just how okay it was for her to even ask for an autograph.

She handed me a marker and I heard the other girl with her mumbled a thank you, I looked up and smiled at her so she wouldn't be left out…

I opened up the book's front cover and found the title page. I was just about to sign my name when I noticed another signature- Adam's.

Where had they gotten a hold of him? Shit, I actually knew him and I couldn't even find him right now. Maybe he might've went out another way… but why? Didn't he want to say goodbye? Or maybe it was nothing… probably nothing… I was overreacting.

I glanced up at Adam's signature on the paper and took my time writing out my autograph- just so I could read what his said simultaneously…

Hey girls! Thanks for the support and the kisses!- Adam

Kisses? Oh hell no. I nearly threw the book down. Something jealous raged inside of me, this ugly, irrational, green envy monster…

It didn't care I had no reason to be jealous. It didn't care that in reality- they'd probably never see Adam again… it didn't care.

The fact that they had kissed him, in some shape or form, when I had decided to go on a stupid strike and had been deprived of his lips and his face for who knows how long now- was inexcusable. It was unfair! I wanted to throw the book back at them and yell get out of here!

But instead, I took a deep, quiet breath, and smiled as I handed them their book back.

"Thank you! Really! So much… you're gonna make such a great Bella!" they said. I laughed modestly and smiled back at them.

"Aw, thank you! You guys are so sweet! Thanks for supporting us, it means a lot."

And it did- really. Just…. You better not be stalking Adam Povelli or bestowing any kisses on him of any kind.

"Bye… goodnight." they said.

"Buh-bye" I said.

Get the fuck out of here- I thought.

I sighed heavily to myself as I walked back to the hotel escort car- when I heard this rush… the sound of feet stampeding the pavement…

I turned to see Adam's overexcited, energetic face come racing towards me, going too fast to really stop himself in time… he crashed into me- wrapping his arms around me to keep me from falling, but otherwise we stumbled back together just as I was about to get into the car.

"Hey!" he said.

"Woah, can we turn the volume down a notch?" I half laughed, my hand going directly to my hear.

"Sorry!" he said, still loud and laughed, the sound was almost giddy as I realized he was eating something… and had a little bag of something in his hand. I eyed it curiously.

"Adam, are you… hyper?" I squinted at him, you'd think at his age it would be "Adam, are you high?" but no… it was as if… he was on a sugar rush…

He threw his head back and laughed more. "Yeah I guess you could say so… did you see those girls? Fuck, I don't know how they got here, but they brought candy!" he held up the small bag- and I realized they were Hershey's kisses…

That's what he meant? Thanks for the chocolate kisses? His autograph was so misleading… I felt so incredibly stupid now. I felt my face flush with heat. I felt… so mean.

"They didn't give you any?" he mumbled through cheeks stuffed with candy, like a squirrel.

"No. They didn't." I couldn't keep the irritated voice out of my tone. Oh well.

"Oh. Well that's too bad… want some? I won't be able to sleep once I get back to the hotel if I eat them all by myself, they're hella good though." he mumbled again, tossing up a chocolate kiss in the air to catch in his mouth.

"I hate you." I turned towards the car door and bent to get in. he was… so childlike in that moment, it was hard not to swoon over him. Adam could be so innocent, and yet sinfully seductive. Sometimes he looked like sex, sometimes he looked like… a boy. A little boy. Just laughing and wanting to have fun.

"Hey! What did I do?" he objected, I rolled down the window to the car once I got in, and smiled at him to know I was only kidding- kind of, in a sense. I meant it in the best way possible. He was too much for me.

He stood backed away from the car as it was put in drive, his expression almost vacant, merely blinking, the bag of candy hanging limp in his hand.

"I love you, Meg Copper."

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